I found hope at the end of a bottle
I fear how imprudent that seems
A phase when I was Incorrigible
Thinking I knew what's best for me
I found hope at the end of a bottle
That tranquil place, where thoughts are lost
Know that happiness, is ephemeral
A candid soul can see the costs
I left lies at the end of that bottle
Finding real joy by purer means
The sweetest music or natural chortle
Simple pleasures replaced one's needs
I unearthed bliss in an array of forms
Through loyal friends with heartfelt words
To a stranger's smile, that leaves my heart warm
We can be happy if we learn
The lesson I entreat, is love this world
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